| Song: | PUT EM IN THE FRIDGE |
| Singer: | Peso Pluma, Cardi B |
| Music: | Worldwide Fresh, Charlie Handsome, JULiA LEWiS, Jasper Harris, Tom Levesque, Elias McDermott-Sipe |
| Lyrics: | Peso Pluma, Cardi B, Chalko, Charlie Handsome, YannC El Armónico, Mateo Dorado, SIGGY, Worldwide Fresh |
| Album: | Gimme A Second / Band Man (2024) |
PUT EM IN THE FRIDGE Lyrics English Translation
¿Te acuerdas cuando estábamos solos de niños?
Do you remember when we were alone as kids?
Que fuimos de barrio, pero ahora somos finos
That we were from the neighborhood, but now we are fine
Cuando fumaba mota en blunt con el vecino
When I smoked marijuana in a blunt with the neighbor
¿Qué hace el destino? Si no hay nada decidido
What does destiny do? If nothing is decided
¿Sí? ¿No?
Yes? No?
Pregúntale al gobierno cuando vino
Ask the government when they came
Me vieron vestidito de marino
They saw me dressed as a sailor
Pues a huevo que soy de oro latino
Well, I’m definitely Latin gold
¿Sí? ¿No?
Yes? No?
Divino
Divine
Los ojos rojos, siempre fumo fino
The red eyes, I always smoke thin
De este beat soy el puto asesino
From this beat I am the f**king murderer
Ya saben que estoy loco desde niño
You already know that I have been crazy since I was a child
Bélicos, somos bélicos mori—
Warlike, we are warlike mo—
Fifty burro’ por la’ cloud like Aurelio
Fifty donkeys for the cloud like Aurelio
Aladina por la alfombra walking
Aladina for the walking carpet
Sin la lámpara, con el cuerno de goat, ¿qué lo?
Without the lamp, with the goat horn, what?
It’s the last time I can hear you talking about me
It’s the last time I can hear you talking about me
Peso Pluma con la peso heavy
Peso Pluma with the heavyweight
En Jalisco ven mi culo y dicen: “Diablo, Cardi”
In Jalisco they see my ass and say, “Diablo, Cardi”
Tengo a to’s los narcos smellin’ de la white
I have all the narcos smelling of the white
Y a sus mamis pidiendo que les firme los panties
And their moms asking me to sign their panties
Ya no ‘tamos broke, ‘tamos shining, ‘tamos pretty
Now We’re not broke, we’re shining, we’re pretty
White powder del aeropuerto cruzando pa’ la city
White powder from the airport crossing the city
Ya no ‘tamos broke, ‘tamos shining, ‘tamos pretty
We’re no longer broke, we’re shining, we’re pretty
Solo me siento en la mesa con los duros pa’ los meetings, prr
I only sit at the table with the hard ones for the meetings, prr
Me preguntan que por qué verga yo soy así
They ask me why the hell am I like this
Ah, cómo lloran, no se llenan, déjenme dormir
Ah, how they cry, they don’t get full, let me sleep
La suela roja como el puto Christian Louboutin
The red sole like f**king Christian Louboutin
APs, Milles, and they f**kin’ comin’ in
APs, Milles, and they f**kin’ comin’ in
¿Sí? ¿No?
Yes? No?
Encima de los beats los asesino
On top of the beats I murder them
Tengo al presidente de vecino
I have the president as a neighbor
El mundo es mío como Al Pa—, ja
The world is mine like Al Pa—, ha
Como Al Pacino
Like Al Pacino
¿Sí? ¿No?
Yes? No?
Pregúntale al gobierno cuando vino
Ask the government when they came
Me vieron vestidito de marino
They saw me dressed as a sailor
Pues a huevo que soy de oro latino
Well, I’m definitely Latin gold
¿Sí? ¿No?
Yes? No?
Forty shooters, if I send them in, they comin’ in
Forty shooters, if I send them in, they comin’ in
Fifty kilos, if you need them, then they comin’ in
Fifty kilos, if you need them, then they comin’ in
Hundred thousand real killers and they’re Mexicans
Hundred thousand real close and they’re Mexicans
I say the word, and they put you in the f**king fridge
I said the word, and they’ll put you in the f**king fridge
Me preguntan que por qué verga yo soy así
They ask me why the hell am I like that
Ah, cómo lloran, no se llenan, déjenme dormir
Ah, how they cry, they don’t get full, let me sleep
La suela roja como el puto Christian Louboutin
The red sole like f**king Christian Louboutin
APs, Milles, and they f**kin’ comin’ in
APs, Milles, and they f**kin’ comin’ in
Forty shooters, if I send them in, they comin’ in
Forty shooters, if I send them in, they comin’ in
Fifty kilos, if you need them, then they comin’ in
Fifty kilos, if you need them, then they comin’ in
Hundred thousand real killers and they’re Mexicans
Hundred thousand real close and they’re Mexicans
I say the word, and they put you in the f**king fridge
I said the word, and they’ I’ll put you in the f**king fridge
